Love from a Famous Family: Yan Shaotian spoils his little wife

Early the next morning, when Xia Yan came out of the room, Xia's mother saw her exhaustion at a glance, and asked casually, "Yanyan, you didn't sleep well last night?"

When asked by her mother, Xia Yan immediately felt embarrassed again.

Thinking of being bumped into by my mother in that scene last night, I faltered and didn't know how to answer.

Mother Xia didn't hear the answer, so she looked up at her again, her eyes gradually shifted to her gauze-wrapped fingers, a knowing smile appeared on her face, but she didn't say anything more.

After breakfast, she arrived at the office and started working on the company, but the image of the man bandaging her last night was still lingering in her mind.

"Yanyan, Yanyan, don't think about it anymore, okay?" Xia Yan shook her head violently and continued to work, but she still couldn't concentrate.

Before she simply left to do her work, she poured a cup of coffee, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and looked down at the crowd on the ground.

Once, the moment she lost her child, she thought she was destined to be abandoned by this world.

Until now, the man's persistent compensation made her feel that there is still one person in this world who belongs to her after all...

Xia Yan was startled when she realized that such a thought came to her.

"Really, what am I thinking about?" Xia Yan smiled bitterly, returned to her desk, and murmured, "What once belonged to me is gradually lost..."

Even if the man returns to her, who can guarantee that they can walk together for the rest of their lives?
Therefore, even if she was really tempted, she would never allow her to be as devoted as before.

"Sister Yan." The assistant came in suddenly.

Xia Yan didn't take her eyes off the computer screen, and asked casually, "Is there any news from Fei?"

"Yes... yes, I'm going to tell you about her."

Hearing this, Xia Yan raised her head abruptly, with a bit of joy on her face, "After waiting for so long, did she finally agree to give us another chance?"

"Uh..." Seeing that she was so happy, the little assistant was suddenly embarrassed.

Seeing that the little assistant's expression was obviously not right, Xia Yan frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong, "What's wrong? Didn't you keep in touch with Fei these days? Did something happen?"

Stared at by her scorching eyes, the little assistant finally couldn't stand her pressure anymore, unfolded a newspaper that he brought in front of her, pointed to a place in the newspaper, and said, "The news just released today, fei wants to I cooperated with Miss Jiang Xinya..."

Hearing this, Xia Yan's face changed, and she picked up the newspaper in disbelief and read it carefully.

After reading the above report, she rubbed the center of her brows, sighed helplessly, and murmured: "That's right, Jiang Xinya has always been against me, so naturally she won't let go of such a chance to anger me this time."

"Then...then what should we do here?" The little assistant scratched her head with a look of panic on her face, "If she takes away our resources everywhere like this, won't our studio not be able to continue?"

"You don't have to worry about that." Xia Yan stabilized her mind and tried her best not to think about Fei, "Didn't we have discussed it before, and we will go to other new designers first. Although the start will be a bit slow, at least Be steady first.

As for Jiang Xinya, I really don't believe that she can cover the sky with one hand in City G.If you encounter other problems in the future, it will not be too late to solve them one by one, so don't worry about it now. "

"Sister Yan, what you said is indeed reasonable." The little assistant's eyes lit up, "I almost forgot that we still have a plan B."

"So, don't mess up your position because of the enemy, and leave Fei alone for now, go find other designers first."

The little assistant nodded, "I'll make arrangements now."

Xia Yan sat down again and rubbed her sore temples.

Although she spoke so firmly, there was no way in her heart that she would not care about it at all.

What made her care even more was that Jiang Xinya actually did this to grab Yan Yichen.

At all costs, sacrificing time and energy, just to put her to death?

Xia Yan pursed her lips, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart.

In the afternoon, indeed, a designer came to interview.

The little assistant brought him over, "Sister Yan, this Miss Mo is here for an interview."

After speaking, arranged for the man to sit down and left.

Xia Yan went to another sofa and sat down, looked at the applicants and asked, "Do you have any works of your own?"

"Yes." Mo Chengcheng rolled her big eyes, and handed over the design draft she brought to Xia Yan, "These are all designed by myself."

When the girl said this, there was obvious pride on her face.

Seeing her radiant appearance, Xia Yan suddenly felt a little dazed.

She clearly remembered that she was so carefree a year ago.

But since my father's accident...

"Miss Xia? Miss Xia?"

Xia Yan came back to her senses when she heard the girl's calling, "Sorry, I was a little dazed just now, let's take a look now."

Mo Chengcheng listened, and smiled innocently, "Is it because my design draft is so good that it moved you? Otherwise, why are your eyes so red?"

Xia Yan felt even more uncomfortable when she said this.

But in front of outsiders, she can only endure her emotions.

After barely calming down and reading her work, Xia Yan nodded in satisfaction, "As you said, the work is indeed very good. What I need here is a designer with spirituality like you."

"Wow! Really?" The girl has a lively temper. Hearing this, she couldn't help but want to jump up.

"Well, so, if you are interested, you are very welcome here." Xia Yan smiled.

"Great!"

Xia Yan called her assistant to help Mo Chengcheng go through the entry procedures.

When I was alone in the office, my heart suddenly became empty again.

After getting off work that night, when he walked out of the office building, Yan Yichen's car was already parked there.

"Didn't I tell you not to come?" Xia Yan blamed with distress in her words, "If it makes you freeze in such a cold day, I can't bear the responsibility."

These days, Yan Yichen came to pick her up every day, which really embarrassed her.

The man didn't seem to hear what she said, and opened the car door to realize that she was sitting in the car.

Xia Yan got into the car, feeling a little melancholy, she turned her head to look at the scenery outside the car.

The car started, and Yan Yichen concentrated on driving.

Perhaps because the woman he loves is by his side, he couldn't help but smile when he was driving.

Xia Yan pondered in her heart for a long time, and finally couldn't help turning her head, glanced at him, and asked, "Yan Yichen, if my father hadn't died back then, what would have happened to us now?"